Chitose words

At night, City God Temple.

Xie Zhao was like a quail lying down on its nest since she entered the City God's Temple. She found a relatively dry and clean corner, and then she sat down against a pillar without any fuss. Then she curled up in the tight cloak, bringing her Wearing a cloak and hat, he remained motionless.

Ling may be an action person, talkative but capable.

In fact, just on the way, he had already noticed that Xie Zhao, who was riding with Bo Xi, looked like a wilted dog with a dehydrated tail, and was suspiciously honest and quiet.

Seeing this at this time, it is not difficult to think that she must have done something in the forest before, causing the old wounds and poisons to come to the door again.

So after Ling You placed Lan Suning in the temple, he immediately clicked on the acupuncture points all over the body of the Xijiang Princess again to make sure that nothing was missing, then turned around and left the City God's Temple without saying a word.

He went to collect firewood.

Naturally, Ling You and Bo Xi were not afraid of the cold and heat, but Xie Zhao, Han Changsheng and Lan Suning were not.

Han Changsheng hesitated and glanced at Xie Zhao, whose face was as pale as a wash, her eyes closed and she didn't say a word. He knew in his heart that she must be suffering from great physical pain at this time, but they couldn't help her. What a busy thing.

So he struggled for a moment, and finally stamped his feet helplessly, turned around and walked away behind Ling He.

Xie Zhao never needed the pity of others, let alone those unnecessary pities.

Han Changsheng thought to himself, they must have gathered more firewood and made the temple warmer, so she would be better off, right?

Bo Xi saw that they had all left, so he spontaneously stayed to look after Xie Zhao and Lan Suning by the way.

After much hesitation, she still asked hesitantly: "Miss Xie, how are you? Are you feeling better?"

Xie Zhao was quiet for a few breaths, and then he seemed to realize that he was talking to her.

After realizing it, she softly said "Hmm" slowly, then slightly opened her clear and beautiful eyebrows like an ink and landscape painting, and smiled lightly.

"It's okay, it's not a big deal."

Bo Xi: "."

No big deal?

Her face and breath were not that "answer".

Xie Zhao may not be able to see his own face, but Bo Xi can see it clearly.

At this time, she had already taken off the silver-white fox-faced mask she was wearing before. Without the mask, her pale face was slightly green, which was obviously due to lack of energy and blood and excessive consumption of her body.

Bo Xi frowned slightly and gently placed his palm on Xie Zhao's shoulder, preparing to transfer some internal energy to her.

But the next moment Xie Zhao understood her intention, he gently raised his hand to block her movement, slowly shook his head and said:

"Bo Xi, thank you, but it's not necessary. My injury is more complicated. I don't have too much internal energy in my body, so it will be easier for me."

Last time Xie Zhao was "caught" by Yu Wenxin in Guangling City, he did something bad with good intentions and lost her internal power once.

Although the inner strength at that time did help her stabilize the injury caused by Yu Wenxin's palm, it also triggered the "sad flower and sad moon" change, which coincidentally broke away from her previous efforts to better hide it. Identity, poison deliberately concentrated on the face.

The injuries on her body, which are linked to and dependent on the "Sad Flower and Suffering Moon", are indeed embarrassing. Not only is she unable to use her internal power to regulate her breath and cultivate her meridians and heart vessels, but she is also unable to withstand the excessive internal power of others to help repair it.

A few years ago, Fu Jingci would never have imagined that one day her poisonous injuries would become a hot potato that she couldn't pick up or let go of, making her feel disgusted and extremely troublesome.

When Bo Xi heard this, he stared at her quietly for a moment. "Last time I heard Ling or others say in Shedun City that the poisonous wounds on your body came from the emperor of the Southern Dynasties. Is this true?"

Her voice was not loud enough that only the two of them could hear it.

Lan Suning didn't have any martial arts skills at her side, so naturally she couldn't hear their whispers.

In fact, Xie Zhao did not refute when his identity was discovered in Xijiang, which already represented the answer to that question, but Bo Xi still couldn't help but want to confirm it at this time.

Because she really couldn't figure out why Fu Jingyan, the emperor of the Southern Dynasty, would do such a thing to destroy the Great Wall.

Princess Tianchen was just a princess. The Southern Dynasty valued ancient rituals and there was no precedent for an empress.

Even if the "Thousand-year-old Sword Immortal" has the majesty of his sword across mountains and rivers, and is known among the people as a chivalrous and benevolent person, what can he do?

Could it still hinder whether the emperor of the Southern Dynasty could sit safely on the throne?

The thirty-sixth tribe of Hanyong in the Northern Dynasty knew the importance of the "Thousand-year-old Sword Immortal" in Tianchen in the Southern Dynasty. They even dared not provoke it easily because there were two peerless masters in the Southern Dynasty, the "Thousand-year-old Sword Immortal" and the "Shentai Priest". The war broke out again on the Tianchen border. It was unreasonable that Fu Jingyan, the emperor of the Southern Dynasty, could not understand the situation and situation.

Apart from anything else, if rumors spread that the Tianchen Dynasty of the Southern Dynasty had lost the "Thousand-year-old Sword Immortal", a giant tree in the sky, Tianchen's court would be the first to be in turmoil!

The first thing to be shaken was the power and prestige of Emperor Tianchen, Emperor Jing.

Xie Zhao was silent for a moment and closed his eyes again.

Although her tone was weak, her expression showed no sign of pain. She just said lightly:

"not so important."

In fact, it's not that it's unimportant, but Bo Xi's status is a bit special after all, and these "household matters" of Fu's family are indeed not suitable to be discussed with others, and she must solve them by herself.

Bo Xi frowned when he heard this.

not so important?

If being poisoned by your brother is not an important thing, then what is?

But then she thought about it, and she vaguely understood Xie Zhao's concerns, so she felt a little enlightened and kept silent without asking any more questions.

There are no national boundaries in martial arts, but it is reasonable for the peerless masters to have feelings for their homeland.

The words that came out of her mouth were not thought through at all. After careful consideration at this time, she really shouldn't be asked by a foreigner.

But

Bo Xi sighed and said: "You can't use your internal strength to resist, and you are just hanging on like this. Your stubborn disease is really too torturous."

Xie Zhao did not open his eyes, he just laughed and said softly:

"If you get used to it and treat it as a kind of practice, that's not a bad idea."

Bo Xi sighed again after hearing this.

If years of pain can be regarded as spiritual practice, it would be too austere.

The world only regards Fu Jingci, the noble Princess Tianchen of the Southern Dynasty, as the freest, most unruly, most confident and proud daughter of heaven in the world. However, what the world expected is not as good as what they see.

Who dares to imagine that the legendary goddess who lives in the high tower of Shentai Palace and has a long-standing reputation as the best swordsman in the world would actually stay in a dilapidated house outside Xunyang County due to financial constraints. In the Chenghuang Temple, people live a life of today and no tomorrow, with serious injuries and illnesses being treated in a precarious situation.

Thank you Baozi for your monthly ticket for a cool afternoon~